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still jiggle
No time for goofy niggas show stars on the Wiggles

Tickled by the color pink
Men with big brains who think before they speak
And stay quiet

everything you took
I make you really mad yo chick is on my hook
What a catch what a catch what a catch
She putting in mad work and we started from the book
We

reached the sea followed by Pharaoh's men
When Joseph's brothers threw him in a pit left for dead
Did they give up, no, instead
They all had faith

Have

and the free, the farmers and the miners, the men, women and children - they are bound to this place and shaped by it. They're loyal to the land and to one

Spent the first 10 minutes just trying to wake up
Then the next 4 hours feeling shit out of luck
Then I got off to work and everything turned out

There's a football size dent in the side of my truck
Mike the bum he's making artwork out of cigarette butts
The men in suits they feel so far above

money
Has the most value and any type of land
Irony at its finest
Especially in designer
Cause the devil wears Prada
And he used money to by it
With money

my hands built this land
We added flavor cuz they shit was always bland
Still get whipped if you go against the man
Rosa took a seat Ima make a stand

to moonlight as an urban legend
Alongside my brethren who woo women without thought of their own
Worth or work which came first before her remember?
I know

glow

Shake your body all the kids say twerk
To the land down under by the men at work
You push I pull
Free of judgment
To live in the moment

Will you

running for the Sheriff
I might show up at your door with the Unsullied like Danerys
If you tryna be successful then you gotta put in work
Spent some time

The
Smith in his chamber sits
Shunned and abandoned with
His works defined by the
Swing of a hammer that
No one shall see until
Those blades are

obsessed with religion
And now you wear the face of a god
Like the words you said, you're as good as dead
Just a work of art on the wall

And that's why

Yea. Now we talking
Got a movement moving faster than often surrounded by solvent and carcinogens
My drive is like, drifting in a civic whip
Spitting

got preacher men who want to save your soul
Got the motorcity with the Motown beat
Get hip to the beat on the hip hop street
Stars and bars

over here (Australia)
Getting rid of Abo's one by one (Australia)
Buy cheap land for uranium (Australia)
It reminds me of Sweden (Australia)
All

blood being scorched by the African sun
We got a duty, we gotta stop this hunger
Each of us can land a hand, we can help one another
Aye
I bet Mandela

Why you crying go and wipe ya face
Sippin wine by the fireplace got a different mind nigga

I inspire writers at the same time brighten up ya day

There's a guard on the ground
An eye in the sky
And two men trying to hide
From the infrared
And the floodlight
Between them and the other side

This is the future, where we draft Men to fight fires,
They work alongside 2 dolla an hour Prisoners for hire
Turn me on
No turn me off
They got my

influence me to get up
Pray to god ask forgiveness and then Mary getting lit up
Any city that he in its many men that get you set up
Asking me if we gone work

Smoking up the love that floats in the air
I flow you glow

Shake your body all the kids say twerk
To the land down under by the men at work
You push I pull

If I speak in tongues of men
And angels that are heaven sent
To treasure gifts this child enjoyed
Without love, I only pass
As clanging cymbals

live in a land of fiction

Truth is, men are loved with conditions
And if so, then let's play by the system

Work on me, stack up on my doe
They think